BRIGHTON
Wouldn't it be fun to end it all, up in Brighton?
?Never take the train back home?
Never wait for you for hours at the station
?Slowly guessing you would finally not come??
Wasn't it much nicer when we took boats
?We had time to think, then, sliding on the water
?It's hard to realise the sea is shallow there?
We would sail our hearts up until they broke against the shore
??Wouldn't it be fun to end it all, up in Brighton??
Here exactly where I don't belong
?I can feel the privilege of being a stranger
?Ignoring all the dramas that shaped this town
??End a life in the Marina, start over on Saint-James
?And talk all night of battered things and rock widows
?Gazing at the forming clouds, it suddenly gets dark
?A mighty cathedral above the amusement park
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BRIGHTON
Wouldn't it be fun to end it all, up in Brighton?
?Never take the train back home?
Never wait for you for hours at the station
?Slowly guessing you would finally not come??
Wasn't it much nicer when we took boats
?We had time to think, then, sliding on the water
?It's hard to realise the sea is shallow there?
We would sail our hearts up until they broke against the shore
??Wouldn't it be fun to end it all, up in Brighton??
Here exactly where I don't belong
?I can feel the privilege of being a stranger
?Ignoring all the dramas that shaped this town
??End a life in the Marina, start over on Saint-James
?And talk all night of battered things and rock widows
?Gazing at the forming clouds, it suddenly gets dark
?A mighty cathedral above the amusement park
Wouldn't it be fun to end it all, up in Brighton?
?Never take the train back home?
Never wait for you for hours at the station
?Slowly guessing you would finally not come??
Wasn't it much nicer when we took boats
?We had time to think, then, sliding on the water
?It's hard to realise the sea is shallow there?
We would sail our hearts up until they broke against the shore
??Wouldn't it be fun to end it all, up in Brighton??
Here exactly where I don't belong
?I can feel the privilege of being a stranger
?Ignoring all the dramas that shaped this town
??End a life in the Marina, start over on Saint-James
?And talk all night of battered things and rock widows
?Gazing at the forming clouds, it suddenly gets dark
?A mighty cathedral above the amusement park
Writer: Isabelle CASIER
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Copyright: Lyrics © MELMAX MUSIC